In the late ‘50s, a Belgian invented smurfs. Things have only gotten stranger over there ever since.
Hollywood lusts after my children. This is both creepy and true. Script gnomes have spent countless hours crafting narratives designed to bring them back to the multiplex. From the mines […]
It’s the thing where the stuff goes throop-throop-throop and then that guy, I mean the pointy-headed underwater one? With the giant calves? No wait. That’s the other guy. The one with way too many bricks who’s actually a plastic horse.